BoyKi & Jaay Watt - Way Up lyrics

[Hook: BoyKi & Jaay Watt] (Way up, way up, way up) We don't want no problems If yo mans trippen and he lookin he just found em All the way up, and these haters tryna down me Keep the 3's up middle fingers if you doubt me (way up, way up, way up) We don't want no problems If yo mans trippen and he lookin he just found em All the way up, and these haters tryna down me Keep the 3's up middle fingers if you doubt me (way up, way up, way up) [Verse 1: BoyKi] Way up way up way up Goin up a level super Mario on sega Do it since Genesis man I kno you like the flavor Ain't never been a playa, if she like it I won't let up If we going, goin way up n**uh thought you had the top down Ridin through the city let you know that this is my town Ain't no way of stoppin, when I'm off I'm going all the way If she want the best then it's KI and that's no debate We gon do some things do some things you ain't never seen Yo shawty bumpin TRM when she pull up to the scene All the way up, fat joe and remy Ma Yea we shootin for the stars, you in awe, dropped jaw. For real [Hook: BoyKi & Jaay Watt] [Verse 2: Jaay Watt] Flying through the sky, man I swear I'm like Aladdin I be chillin on the clouds, in an ordinary fashion I be surfin while I'm swaggin, better hop on the bandwagon And my foot is on the pedal, always steppin on the gas We keep it going, we move in fast motion, you n***as should know this And the zone lit, my n***a we zoning, the nappy hair fro picked Whatchu say yuh, it's been a good day, yuh, I cannot complain, yuh Where's the pay, huh, my n***a don't play, yuh, I need it today, bruh Workin hard, I'm in the city with the brodie, midnight hours Need some real? Here, we got plenty, make it last another hour Aye, TRM n***as, we rollin Aye, TRM n***as, we focused Aye, all of my n***as, they know yuh, TRM n***as we way up [Hook: BoyKi & Jaay Watt] [Verse 3: Mark Battles] Throwing 3's up like im shooting jumpers On my way for a couple summers Head was good should have got her number Future legend it'll make you wonder Oladipo n**uh keep the thunder All the pain it just make me tougher Instrumentals just quench my hunger Been that n**uh since I was younger It ain't hard to tell And the times change Getting money's the mind frame You ain't up on my grind game Just got all of my n**uhs rings Like lebron James You can see that my times came, like hol up wait 40 shows in 50 days 40 hoes wit iffy ways Story goes we getting laid Peach ciroc and lemonade, ima demonstrate Ain't gon tell em twice Making moves and we makin money Keep it cool or we can make it ugly I'm the type where they hate to love me, n**uh threes [Hook: BoyKi & Jaay Watt]